he glared at mom, and mom snickered......the T engine snapped back on him and broke/nearly broke his wrist.....
:hissyfit::hissyfit::crutches:
We have to propose a toast to Kettering.....:friends:
he glared at mom, and mom snickered......the T engine snapped back on him and broke/nearly broke his wrist.....
:hissyfit::hissyfit::crutches:
We have to propose a toast to Kettering.....:friends:
I can imagine the kind of words he used when that hapened
Hm, a little crowded in there, but he has lots of cool tools to work with...and a nice toilet...
he glared at mom, and mom snickered......the T engine snapped back on him and broke/nearly broke his wrist.....
:hissyfit::hissyfit::crutches:
We have to propose a toast to Kettering.....:friends:
he glared at mom, and mom snickered......the T engine snapped back on him and broke/nearly broke his wrist.....
:hissyfit::hissyfit::crutches:
We have to propose a toast to Kettering.....:friends:
It was my Mother's job as a little girl to operate the spark advance & throttle to help keep the T running after her big brothers built a fire under the engine to warm up the oil & then jacked up the rear end so the car wouldn't lurch forward with the frozen clutch when they hand cranked it on deep winter mornings in Idaho so the family could all bundle up and go into town on Saturday morning to market and Sunday to church. She appreciated them letting her help, they were good brothers to their little sister.....